"Yaozi, you think it's just a cemetery outside the playground?" Lao Liu didn't answer Jiang Yao, but asked him.

"Otherwise, uncle?" Jiang Yao cautiously asked rhetorically, in fact, he no longer thought that this place was just an ordinary yin.

"At first, I also thought that as the dean said, let me come to protect the school for a while, but I have been observing for the past few days and found that the whole school is out of the cemetery, but I have missed the most important area." Lao Liu still worriedly with his hands behind his back.

"The Heartland?"

"Yes, this grave in front of you." Lao Liu stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge tombstone and said.

"The tomb of the beloved wife Zhang." Jiang Yao read out the words engraved on the tombstone word by word.

"You come with me tonight, help me with the hand, don't worry about military training, you will pass normally, go back and rest well, you have to nourish your spirit for the night." Lao Liu demanded.

Jiang Yao nodded and agreed, and followed Lao Liu out of this realm.

"Don't be afraid, the reason why I chose the night well is because it is not good to attract attention during the day; Second, the demons are strong at night, and your eye can better attract them. Lao Liu lit a lotus flower and said as he walked. There is no light in the dark night, but relying on Lao Liu's night eyes to explore the way, the lotus smoke in his mouth is as lively as a beating firefly.

Jiang Yao was originally under the care of Lao Liu, helping to do something to eliminate violence and peace, and his heart was still comfortable, but when he heard that he was an introduction, he felt uncomfortable.

As he spoke, he had already crossed the wall and came to the center of the cemetery again.

"Reach out." Lao Liu held a cigarette in his mouth, and without explanation, he took out a sharp and delicate dagger in his pocket and cut through Jiang Yao's palm.

"Ahh Uncle, what are you doing? Jiang Yao was scratched coldly, and cried in pain and called his mother.

"Shhhh Lao Liu spit out the cigarette butt and said to Jiang Yao seriously. But then there was no blood, but it was squeezed out of the arm and blood.

Jiang Yao was about to speak again, but looking at Lao Liu's serious face that was constipated, he gritted his teeth and held back until the blood was full of a big bowl.

"Wait, go back and give you the blood essence pill in my door, and then compensate you for a month with big fish and meat." Lao Liu bared his teeth and grinned at this time, and even the wrinkles were a conspiracy to slap and give a sweet date.

"......" Jiang Yao didn't speak again, looking at the hippie smiling old Liu holding back his internal injuries.

Jiang Yao tried to calm down, watching Lao Liu spill the blood in the bowl into the air while chanting a mantra, and the blood was scattered like bright red elves in this vast mist. Jiang Yao saw a strange and magnificent scene again, covering his wound that was slightly bandaged by Lao Liu, and secretly blessed this blood not to be wasted.

When night came, the cemetery, which was supposed to be quiet, began to stir as if it was disturbed by tens of millions of blood-red elves.

The two still didn't move, and Lao Liu, who finished reciting the incantation, began to talk about Jiang Yao's wounds.

And when I looked at the side, I saw that there was a slight movement from the ruined tomb, and for a while, the entire huge cemetery was happy because of Jiang Yao's blood.

Lao Liu finally saw that the situation had changed, and motioned for Jiang Yao to retreat to the Zhang tombstone in front of him. And Lao Liu himself faced Jiang Yao and the tombstone, took out the zodiac robe and Taoist hat that Jiang Yao had never seen before from the bright yellow bag, and then matched it with the peachwood sword that never left his hand, it was simply the appearance of a zombie Taoist who came out of a Hong Kong film movie.

Lao Liu stood in front of Jiang Yao with his sword, but he looked at everything around him, and in the blink of an eye, there were ghosts and ghosts around him.

A white-clothed, long-haired female ghost, but faceless, hides her face and floats; The old lady with rat ears and cat face, with a cracked mouth and ears, ragged clothes, walking slowly with an elm cane; The limbs are not healthy and the disabled are crippled, prostrate on the yellow earth, pathetic and painful; Red belly pockets, 100-year-old locks, naughty children laughing and playing; A headless man, with milk in his eyes, spinning around without direction......

Just when the wind suddenly rose, thousands of evil ghosts appeared, although they seemed to be unintentional and unintentional, but they were still generally coming towards Jiang Yao and the others.

It is said that it is a yin wind, but with the help of these countless ghosts in the underworld, the yin wind blows into a cold wind, and there is no longer a slight coolness at the end of summer, only a cold winter is left......

covet the eye of heaven and fear the eye of heaven; Thinking about the living, afraid of the old. Although it was not rushed, it still kept rushing over one after another.

Lao Liu and Jiang Yao glanced at each other, and then drew a modest circle at Jiang Yao's feet with a wooden sword. The golden light suddenly appeared, Jiang Yao looked at it with a steady heart, and simply sat on the ground and watched this wonderful fight.

"I, Liu Huanbai, am willing to use my 50 years of Taoism today to return the peace of the people." Lao Liu, who was wearing a zodiac robe, showed infinite Haoran righteousness in this world, and the cold wind began to become less intense, even Jiang Yao, who had lost too much blood and was chilled by the cold wind, couldn't help but feel a wave of blood gushing out of his chest, and sighed: A little Haoran Qi, a thousand miles of fast wind.

Fight the sword to punish the demons and evils, and eliminate the demons between the world and the earth. The evil ghost also knew that the prerequisite for obtaining this Supreme Treasure Heavenly Eye was to step on the corpse of this powerful old man in front of him. After Lao Liu finished speaking, the arrogance of the evil ghost also reached its peak, and he sped up his pace a little and rushed towards Lao Liu.

Lao Liu held a peachwood sword, kicked the ground, threw the yellow bag in his hand into the air with enough strength, and shouted open!

Huang Bao opened his mouth widely, and there seemed to be thousands of yellow charms in it, as if they had accepted Lao Liu's iron-blooded instructions, and formed a huge yellow net in an orderly manner, coming all over the sky, directly approaching the thousands of evil ghosts under him.

The talisman net was ruthless, like the top of Mount Tai covering the head of the evil ghost, standing on the stomach, jumping and floating, none of them were spared, everything touched, the whole body became a crackling sound, and this sound was accompanied by the evil ghost's cry of pain.

Heaven is also beautiful, between the surging dark clouds, there is rolling thunder, thunder splitting ghosts, ashes, reincarnation talk nonsense......

No matter what kind of vigorous scene there was before, at this moment, only thunder was deafening.

There are still powerful ghosts with deep cultivation, who have resisted the suppression of the charm, but they have fallen under the thunder of the sky. even escaped the second catastrophe and went to be taken by Lao Liu, who was waiting for work.

Lao Liu bit his fallen fingers, drew a Tai Chi pattern on the other hand, and smeared the blood on the sword, the wooden sword and the palm, glowing with bursts of golden light, Lao Liu left and right, flashed forward and backward, and melted into the world of evil ghosts.

Jiang Yao watched from afar in the Dharma circle, and the yellow-robed old Taoist was slashing demons with a sword, and he was repelling powerful ghosts with a Taiji pattern. Seeing that the ghosts that were a stone's throw away from him before, they all turned into nothing in a moment, and Lao Liu also fought a bloody way, getting farther and farther away from him.

The thunder is still there, but Lao Liu is far away. Jiang Yao forgot his fear, thinking that he was watching the performance, and shouted and cheered at Lao Liu in the distance.

But as soon as it returned to the quiet center of the cemetery, it was broken by a piercing sound of crows, and the crows dispersed, revealing a female ghost in red who had already turned into green smoke, standing on top of the tombstone, looking directly at Jiang Yao who was sitting in front of the monument and shouting.

Jiang Yao raised his head sharply and faced the female ghost, and when the sex started, Jiang Yao also forgot the benefit of this female ghost not being close to him, and he ran out of the magic circle left by Lao Liu.

As soon as he stepped out, he realized that he was walking bastard, and when he turned around and entered, he caught a glimpse of a flash of golden light and the mana disappeared. Jiang Yao remembered what Lao Liu said that after getting out of the circle, he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't defend it, so he ran towards Lao Liu, who was out of reach, full of fear.

But no matter how fast it is, it can't be as fast as the female ghost who has been gathering momentum behind her for a long time. In a snap of his fingers, he was choked by the female ghost again.

Lao Liu flew when he heard the news, but it was still too far away, and the female ghost wanted to lower her mouth again, but her body was hooked by countless blood threads, and the mouth full of fangs was entangled.

"Wrapped!" In the distance, Lao Liu's index finger and middle finger were put together, manipulating countless blood lines, making the female ghost unable to succeed for a while.

"Flying sword, go!" As soon as he spoke, the peachwood sword beside Lao Liu turned into a swift golden light like a rocket, and directly penetrated into the female ghost's heart.

The sword entered the heart, but it flashed again, and it exploded directly, and the female ghost was blown away again......

"Receive." Lao Liu pointed his fingers back and the sword came back.

Jiang Yao soothed his throat, looking at the wooden strip that he thought was not strong, and he was as strong as iron and stone.

Lao Liu didn't care about Jiang Yao anymore, and reflexively killed all the ghosts and monsters in this cemetery.